"You, help me, break?"

Liu Zhan squeezed out these four words from between his teeth, and felt his face flush.

"Well, what's wrong? Don't want to?" Qiao Qixin didn't raise her head, she replied casually, and her hand kept moving.

"No, no......" Liu Zhan pushed the bowl in front of him in front of Qiao Qixin with a look of anticipation.

Hey...... Its sweet broken buns...... Hey......

Qiao Qixin concentrated on breaking the bun into small pieces, without looking up at Liu Zhan, and naturally did not see Liu Zhan's flushed face.

"Yo, you're so interested."

A familiar voice came from the door.

Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan looked at the same time, and saw a tall man in a black robe and a mask standing there, and his eyes behind the mask were a little gloomy looking at the two.

Well? The prince vortex?

Qiao Qixin tilted her head and took a closer look, and then felt that something was wrong.

No, it shouldn't be the prince vortex, the prince vortex is not so high.

Thinking about it, Qiao Qixin reached out and poked Liu Zhan and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Liu Zhan nodded, then leaned into Qiao Qixin's ear and whispered, "Emperor Vortex."

Georgette Σ(°△°|||) _ looked at the tall man in the black robe.

Prince Vortex?! He's wearing heightened insoles?!

"Guest, you ......"

When the shopkeeper saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

Although this man looks strange, the one who came is silver...... No, the visitor is a guest, and naturally he has to be served!

The prince waved his hand and motioned for the shopkeeper to step down.

The shopkeeper's body trembled, and he retreated to the side consciously.

The prince sat down at the table of Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan, tapped the table with his index finger, and said gloomily, "You two are so interested, you still have the heart to eat steamed buns?"

Qiao Qixin looked at the prince vortex and pushed Liu Zhan's bowl in front of the prince vortex, "What, greedy? Then you can come too."

？ The prince looked at Qiao Qixin, "What do you mean? Do you want to make this ...... The young master will break the bun for you?"

Because he didn't want outsiders to discover his identity, the prince changed his name in time.

"Didn't you covet it first?" Qiao Qixin dragged the bowl back.

It's not that she has to target the prince vortex, it's just that the prince vortex is too pitiful, and she said that she would be rewarded, and it was indeed a bone to give.

"Which eye of your eyes saw that Young Master Ben was greedy." The prince rubbed his temples, "Young Master Ben is here to knock and knock you, don't go on a date, forget about business."

Qiao Qixin looked at the prince vortex, "Which eye did you see that the two of us were dating?"

"Hey, you're so rude!" No matter how casual the prince was, he grew up in the palace.

There are strict rules in the palace, when did he meet a woman like Qiao Qixin who was not polite? Z.br>

Qiao Qixin (* ̄r ̄) looked at the prince vortex, "Not convinced? If you don't accept me, I'll kill you, and I don't have to give you my life."

The prince under the mask pursed his mouth, approached Qiao Qixin, and whispered, "I know you're not happy with the promise I made to you, but isn't this a special case? I don't have much money to give you, do I?"

Qiao Qixin, who didn't eat oil and salt, looked at the prince vortex and said wildly, "It's my business."

"Then you say! How can you be willing to work for me!" The prince broke the jar and almost wanted to spill a threat in front of Qiao Qixin.

But thinking that he was a prince, he still held back and chose to throw the question to Qiao Qixin.

Qiao Qixin broke the bun in her hand, feeling that the skin of her fingers was grinding red.

Looking at the remaining half of the bun, Qiao Qixin even pushed the bowl with the bun back in front of the prince, "Break this bowl of buns."

Prince Vortex: ......

He looked at the bowl being pushed in front of his eyes, his gums all rubbing against each other.

「…… You really want to, this emperor...... The young master will break the bun for you?" The prince gritted his teeth.

Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan opposite him with a calm face, "It's not for me, it's for him, this bowl is his."

Liu Zhan, who was suddenly named, was stunned for a moment, and then silently looked at the bowl he was pushed in front of the prince vortex.

He looked up at Qiao Qixin, his eyes confused and puzzled.

Qiao Qixin shrugged, "This bun is a waste hand, what, you still have to eat what I broken?"

Liu Zhan pursed his lips, then nodded.

Qiao Qixin: ......

Seeing this, the prince who had just picked up the bun and was about to break it silently pushed the bowl back in front of Qiao Qixin.

The smug little face seems to say: Hey, you have to break it yourself.

Qiao Qixin (ᄒ.ᄒ) looked at the bun in front of him that was almost broken, "Liu Zhan, if you don't eat my bowl, I'll eat the prince's vortex."

Qiao Qixin felt that her proposal was perfect, which not only satisfied Liu Zhan, but also saved her fingers, and gave the prince a disgusting handful.

"This ......" Liu Zhan looked at the steamed bun that Qiao Qixin had broken in front of him, and then looked at the prince vortex who was about to break the bun as if he was resigned to his fate, "Otherwise, I'll break this bowl, let's change it?"

Liu Zhan looked at Qiao Qixin carefully, afraid that she would not want to eat what she had broken.

But what he didn't know was that Qiao Qixin didn't care who broke the bun at all, she just wanted to eat mutton steamed buns.

Wang Ziwu was relieved when he heard Liu Zhan's proposal, slammed the bun into the bowl, and then pushed the bowl to Liu Zhan, and the thoughts of wanting to get rid of the mess were almost written on his face.

Liu Zhan looked at the bowl that was pushed in front of him and wanted to reach out to break it, but he was afraid that Qiao Qixin would not want to, so he looked at Qiao Qixin with blank eyes and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Huh?" The distracted Qiao Qixin was called back, she rubbed her eyebrows, and her brain was restarted, "Ah, okay, you can break it."

It doesn't matter, anyway, this time the prince has escaped, and there will be a pit waiting for him next time.